The man had been one of the Marauders-the guild of naval raiders and sailors-even before the guild had settled into its current role as a shipping company.
I traced Yngmir’s history as far back as I could, but found nothing substantial, no hints at the source of the tale. He told me of a storyteller by the name of Yngmir, who had been an elderly man when the bard had only begun learning his craft, and who has since passed on. After the telling, I approached Amedee and inquired as to where he had learned it. I was immediately enthralled by the tale. Despite my chosen occupation as a travelling scholar, I had never heard it in all my studies and travels until I heard it told in the city of Luftahraan by a local bard, one Timan Amedee.
Author’s Note: Raid on Pyandonea, a tale of mythic piracy told in an informal style, is well and truly obscure.
